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I arrive home, greeted by my family, we live in a place called Victors Village. Originally for winners of the Hunger Games, this village consists of almost fifty houses, all belonging to victors or someone who has great power in Panem or District 12, the entire district had been rebuilt, my mother had told me, but for some reason she never told me why. "Rose, how was your first day?" My father asked, "and where is your brother?" This time coming from my mother. "HE actually made FRIENDS!" I really didn't like Adam, everybody liked him, he was good at everything, other than my only talent, self defence. I could see him walking toward the gates of the victors village, carrying his school bag on his back. Me with my brown hair, kind down my back, looked like I had just woken up compared to his blonde, almost golden, hair. His blue eyes seemed to shimmer in the light, whilst my brown eyes looked like marbles, and not the expensive type either. He opened the door, "why are you so late Adam?" My mother asked him, he looked at me and smirked, "because I actually have FRIENDS!" He yelled. That was enough to tip me over the edge, I had taken after my mother in everything, including friends, I was really bad at making friends, every time somebody approached me I would make a rude remark. A knock came to the front door, "Probably one of MY friends" Adam boasted, but he was awfully wrong, as soon as he opened the door, a bullet flew through his chest, I screamed, it was too much, I sprinted to his room and unlocked his safe,
It was loaded with ammunition and weapons, but I only took one weapon, for my father, but as I came downstairs, they too were shot, my father to die within the minute, I drew my fathers gun and shot the three attackers, "peacekeepers" my mother groaned, I picked her up and carried he to my room, there was a button, a button in which nobody was allowed to touch, as more and more peacekeepers approached my mother told me to stand behind her, she gave me one look, and a pin and pressed the button, making me to fall into a chute and get away whilst my mother perished. I looked at the pub, how could this help me, I thought with tears running down my face, the pin was in the shape of a mockingjay.

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